Meltwater of Bluster

[ismo]

The grump-fest continues unabated, although I'm trying really hard to pull myself together and be more cheerful. I do have a synopsis now, one that is precisely 993 words and within the bounds of the agent I've tentatively decided to try sending it to. It's tough looking at agent websites. They all have something wrong with them. That is to say, something that I feel dubious about. I hate the term "submission." Of all the things that I am just not into, submission would be high on the list. I'm too old to bow my head willingly to being evaluated and considered, condescendingly advised and quite possibly rejected. Most people don't like those things, I suppose, but I have a strong feeling that I'M TOO OLD TO PUT UP WITH ANY MORE OF THIS DAMMIT. However, if one insists on writing more books, this is just what happens! I am quite pleased to have written this stoopid synopsis at long last. Now I hope I can go back to working on something that will be more fun.

But this won't happen until after the weekend. Saturday, we're going down to celebrate my mother's birthday, so I will be making a cake tomorrow. I already have the one I made for the Philosopher, but it has lots of nuts in it, and Mother thinks nuts are hard on her digestion, so I need to make one that will be easier to digest. On Sunday, we are apparently signed up to help with Religious Education, so we can't stay overnight at my mother's. When I vaguely agreed to let the Sparrowhawk sign us up for this, I thought it would be farther away! Now that I know it's this weekend, I'm going "What, TODAY?" This is what my father said the famous philosopher/historian, Eric Voegelin, would say indignantly whenever the cleaning lady showed up. I'm feeling a lot of dread because I have no idea how we're going to entertain a random and indeterminate number of elementary to middle school kids for an hour. We'll be in our Harry Potter costumes--Vindictus Veridian and Galatea Merrythought. Now if only our wands actually worked, there'd be no problem.

Comments

stars in your crown, dear one

[siriosa]

you are signed up to nudge tiny bits of the world in the direction of kindness and joy. it's work, lordess knows, but the intention is sound.

you are so very right about submission. they should most definitely clean up their language.

Re: stars in your crown, dear one

[ismo]

You are kind--but also right. I do feel as if that's what I've signed up to do, for all my grumping. And if it involves cake, so much the better! I just have to remember to allow my own self some refreshment, too--and that's the hardest part of the job in some ways.